Some day I'm going to put on a nasty old undershirt, draw my kids' names on my chest and arms, and hold a pencil in between my fingers, because I'm a writer, not a smoker, and have my photo taken. It won't be the first time I've dressed up like Johnny.
Speaking of which, while looking through google images, I found a few so called impersonators, and thought, you know, anybody can look like Captain Jack with a dreadlocks wig and some eyeliner. I should know. Funny what some people do for a living.